I pressed my face against the window and stared out at the bright empty space, anxious to see a piece of land. Ahead, the sun was still strong, but now much lower in the perfectly blue sky. Even I had to admit it was a beautiful sight, like the most serene of summer days. Below us, for as far as the eye could see were fluffy white clouds, giving no hint of what was underneath. I wondered what it was like below. I had been told to expect snow and lots of it.
“Can I have a beer?” I thought it